Cha!

The door of the bathroom was closed, and there was a change of light and shadow inside, and then Yu Wenjin's shadowy figure was reflected on the door with frosted glass. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

She put the flashlight on the inside of the bathroom, facing the door!

The frosted glass in the bathroom is very diffuse, even if the flashlight is shining at it, Yu Wenjin's figure on it is still extremely blurry, but combined with his behavior, this looming feeling is undoubtedly very attractive to the opposite sex.

Especially when the people inside are young and beautiful, and the people outside are strong-blooded.

Then there was a sound of rustling, and Yu Wenjin could be vaguely seen taking off his clothes on the frosted glass:

Outerwear, base layers, pants...... And then...... Then it was gone, and the sound of the water was so loud!

She wouldn't take a shower in a murder hood that set off the murder weapon and panties that protect the gutter, right? Doesn't this mean that the inside of her clothes was empty when she was in front of Chuandong just now?

......

"Boom!"

In the sound of dripping water and Yu Wenjin being so cold that she couldn't stop gasping for breath, the frosted glass reflected a blurry image of her washing her body.

Frankly speaking, except for a vague figure, in fact, you can't see anything, but people can't associate it, at this moment, in this situation, I'm afraid there are few normal men who can't think about it.

And what about Chuandong?

I saw that his gaze was falling on the ground glass, and there was a slight fire beating in his eyes.

Drain ...... Wash the ......

"Boom!"

…… After a few minutes......

"Little Brother Chen, you can come over ......"

The door of the bathroom was opened, Yu Wenjin's hair was scattered, half of her head was exposed, and when she whispered to Chuandong, she saw Chuandong looking at her squarely, her face was flushed, and she was as glamorous as a peach, and after a pause, she continued:

“…… Can you come and wipe my hair for me? ”

There was a slight tremor in the more delicate voice, as if there was infinite shyness.

Chuandong walked over generously and smiled lightly: "Of course." ”

In the bathroom, Yu Wenjin in front of the mirror was only draped in a bath towel, and Chuan Dong stood behind him.

"When I was in the shower...... Hair is ...... It's wet, it's a little cold at night, and if I don't dry it, I'm afraid...... I will catch a cold at night, and I will trouble Brother Chen. ”

Yu Wenjin lowered her head slightly, and whispered, her hair was very black and smooth, hanging down to nearly half of her back, which belonged to the range of shawl long hair, and the ends of her hair were wet in many places.

"It's okay!"

Chuandong took the dry towel she handed over, inserted his left hand from the back of his neck, picked up her hair, and gently wiped her hair with his right hand.

Chuandong's left hand inevitably touched Yu Wenjin's neck, and the silky and delicate touch passed up from his fingertips, making the faint heat in Chuandong's eyes more obvious, and Yu Wenjin's body trembled slightly.

Yu Wenjin's hair hung down to the bottom of the bath towel, covering a large area of skin that was not covered by the bath towel, and after Chuandong picked up her hair, these skins were revealed, but the skin was white and delicate, faintly ruddy and luster, and a little undried water droplets on it added a bit of crystal water to it.

In addition, Chuandong can also see her crystal ears trembling gently, and can see her white and tender face flushing, and it can also ...... With a height of more than half a head, I looked over her shoulders and saw her wrapped in a bath towel and half-covered by her hair that hung down to her chest, looming and exuding infinite temptation.

Neither of them spoke for a while, only the slightest sound of Chuandong wiping Yu Wenjin's hair in the bathroom, and the slightly rapid breathing of the two of them.

In the gentle friction sound, the hair behind Yu Wenjin gradually dried, Chuandong put down the hair behind him, his left hand poked down from her left shoulder, stretched out slightly to the right, four fingers together and slightly bent, and pinched a strand of hair hanging on her right chest with her thumb, her right arm went around her right arm, half-wrapped her, and her right hand grabbed a towel and wiped the strand of hair pinched by her left hand up and down.

Chuandong's arms and hands were precisely controlled, and he didn't even touch Yu Wenjin's skin at all, only the naughty strand of hair gently swept on her chest from time to time.

Yu Wenjin did not move and let him do it, but his breathing became more and more rapid, his face became more and more translucent, and a faint light of water appeared in his bright eyes, making his eyes look a little blurry.

A strand of hair on her right chest was dried again, and Chuandong exchanged hands, his right hand poked down from Yu Wenjin's right shoulder, moved left to pinch her hair, and wrapped his left hand around her arm to wipe her hair in front of her.

Yu Wenjin was already snorting, her face was flushed, her eyes were slightly narrowed, and she was becoming more and more confused.

"Hmm~"

Finally, when the strands of hair swept across his chest again, and even a few hairends poked into the bath towel, Yu Wenjin opened a slit between her red lips and spit out a sweet groan, her feet softened, and her back rested on Chuandong's chest.

Chuan Dong's eyes were already burning with black and red flames, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a legendary evil smile that could rival the qi of Wang Ba, and his right hand, which was pinching his hair, pressed the bath towel on Yu Wenjin's left breast—that is, pressed on the upper hemisphere of her left breast, and his left hand continued to wipe her hair, naturally, also rubbing the lower hemisphere of her left breast.

"Oh~uh~"

Yu Wenjin's face was red, his eyes were blurred, as if he was drunk, his nose was panting, leaning on Chuandong's body trembling slightly, and his mouth let out a low moan every time he wiped Chuandong.

When Chuandong wiped it again, the strand of hair somehow ran into the bath towel, and then his left hand ran in, because his right hand pressed the upper edge of the bath towel to prevent it from falling, so the towel in his left hand was scraped off by the tight bath towel, and at the same time, the bath towel on Yu Wenjin's right chest slipped to the lower hemisphere because it was not pressed.

Plump and delicate, silky and soft, a white-flour steamed bun, on which is dotted with a trembling, soft and hard red jade grapes.

The above is both tactile and visual, the tactile is the left chest, and the visual is the right chest.

Gently and slowly twist and wipe and pick up, and gently pinch and knead and knead.

Chuandong's left hand was trapped in beautiful things, and he played with superb fingering without learning, and Yu Wenjin's mouth accurately responded to the gorgeous music:

"......Ahh

(If it feels familiar, it's right, and if you can hum it, it's even more right.) ）

It's a pity that the beautiful music is being sung when there is a sudden noise from the outside world:

Boom!

The sound of something hitting the door of the room outside was not loud, but it was loud enough for the two people in the bathroom where the door was closed tightly.